Back in action finally. If you would like me to do the Game Thread tomorrow it's not a problem. Thanks to Tom for taking over for a few days while I got back on my feet.
Not Married yet Ron, Engaged. The big day is March 17th 2017. You really don't want to see those Pics. How about from The Honeymoon???
I thought Lil' said next March, Saint Patty's day, If I'm not mistaken. Reason for Saint Patty's day, everyone knows, as well as no one forgets getting hitched on that day. However, Lil' told me the real reason for getting married on St. Pat's is the "Green Beer"..... last time I drank Green Beer, the next morn was a nightmare, and quit overtly visceral, so I'll keep most of the details to myself. Other than to say, while driving to work at 5am, the next morn after St Patty's Day. I had to fly off the desolate desert highway the next early am; out in the middle of the nowhere desert, due to an emergency shart-fest. It was 'Dress Down Casual Friday' for Mgr's., so I wore my Official Yanx PS Jersey; which would become blasted with green beer excretement, aka explosive shit. Out in the middle of nowhere, driving 50mph, I made a 45degree turn out into the desert, in a family truckster, (1988 Ford Crown Victoria Ltd. Station Wagon); kicking up dirt like smoke. I saw only one set of headlights but a couple miles away, (I thought). I had to dive out of the car, to take an emergency (just like the movie Dumb and Dumber) shit; but with no toilet. I wound up with shit all over the place, myself included. Pants around the ankles, shit everywhere, I heard an idling engine all the sudden; and instantly was under a spotlight, bare ass n all. Looked up and it was the LA County Deputies, who saw me fly off the road. The shotgun Deputy rolled his window down, and said: "did everything come out all right"? (his pun intentional); I said, Oh yeah yeah, just a green beer emergency shit, couldn't hold it anymore, and yes, I have plenty of stuff to clean up with. Ok, they said, laughing hysterically, and drove off, after I yelled, hey can you call my brother and let him know where I'm at? I gave 'em the info, as he was on duty. Shit was running down my legs, all over my jersey, levis, shoes, and hands after trying to clean up with no water. I made it a couple more miles to a phone booth, and called Kim. Please bring me a change of clothing, incl shoes, socks, the whole works. She met me out in the middle of nowhere, handed over my clothes, brought tons of hot wet wash clothes, towels, some cologne, as I cleaned up just enough to get by the guards to get inside the TSAR-Plant. (3 sets of Guards in 3 locales. Once inside, we had a gym and locker room, complete with showers. Kim knew this, and brought shampoo, etc. So, I got a nice hot shower, was still on time, and had to live with my brothers harassment, as he showed up at the phone booth in his squad car, while I waited for Kim. Every time I was introduced to one of his work buddies, he'd always tell them my 'Green Beer' Story; until he passed. Don't ever drink- Fkng Green Beer....and don't eat yellow snow....
Ah de do, ah de do dah day, ah de do ah de day de, He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang, And he won the heart of a lady. My favorite St Paddys Day Tune. A good Irish Step Dance Tune after your wedding dance!
